Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Precipice

Standing here
Knowing a change is coming
A deffinitive change
In space and energy.

A need to rearrange
Estrange myself from bad habits,
I need to stay sane
Stop this worried excitement.

The answer, yes or no, is key
A finally to questions
Only asking can answer
Only time can tell.

And in the maddening cliches
We dance the night away,
Laughing at all that would threaten
Our merry mad parade
Down Ginsbergs streets
To the sitcomic dark alleys.

Standing here
Knowing tommorow holds,
No more weight then
A grain of sand.

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